Luke and Violet - S01 E43

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Luke and Violet - S01 E43

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 43

"Please call me Oliver. And yes, I'd like for you to sit down and join me, if you're ok with that."

Emily kindly refrains from doing so saying she's on the job and in uniform and all this other nonsense, but I try to convince her regardless to sit and drink a toast with me.

"C'mon Emily, just one drink. You've been so kind to me on this new journey of mine. I'm a new man! If I'm being honest, you're technically the first woman I've interacted with since having changed my identity."

I can see Emily is hesitant at first, but eventually she loosens her grip.

"Ok Oliver, just one drink."

I grab my glass and raise mine up with hers.

"Cheers."

We both drink the whisky in one swig. Emily sits down beside me on the couch as we engage in conversation. tell Emily as much as I can about who I was without revealing too many details. I don't give her my previous name or where I'm from for discretion. As a matter of fact, from what Emily has told me so far about her job, she works for a private company that transports all sorts of people around the globe. Many have had hidden identities and aliases as well. Some were government contracts and others were people in Witness Protection. Many she has transported work for the CIA and other government agencies. So without a doubt in my mind, I knew I could trust her with telling my story, just without any names and locations.

I tell her about how I fell in love with a woman who had a deranged jealous husband. About what he did to me and to her inside of the motel. How I've been since I've woken up from my coma. Emily sits down and just listens to me talk with a sincere fascination for what I have to say.

"You've been through hell and back Oliver. What's your plan for once you arrive in Italy?"

I think about it and shrug.

"Honestly, I don't know. I have a set of instructions and information on how to get to where I'm supposed to be. But from there, I just have to see what happens."

"And what about the woman you fell in line with? Are you ever going to see her again?"

It's a great question, but I don't even have an answer to that because I don't know when I'm supposed to see her. I kept asking Jeff about Violet, but all he would tell me is that she's alive and well. He hinted at me that I'd see her sooner than later.

Suddenly I hear a high-low chime from above. Emily gets up and walks toward the front of the plane.

"I'll be back. The captain is calling to check up on me."

I take a good look at my friendly stewardess. I never really noticed how beautiful she is. She wears on a tight white collared shirt that hugs her medium sized breasts and a black mini tie around her neck. On her head, she wears a stewardess hat which reminds me of something Navy sallors would have on. Emily has a tight mini skirt on with panty hose on and high heels. Her skirt does a marvelous job of showing how round and curvy her ass is. Emily looks to be in her early thirties with blond hair and tan skin.

Emily speaks to the pilots for a few minutes. She makes her way back over to me and sits down.

"Sorry about that Oliver. Just had to check up on my crew."

"It's all good. No worries."

"Can I get you anything else right now?"

I shrug. "I'm all set. You've been so kind to me. It feels nice to be able to talk to someone about all the shit I've been through the last year."

Emily stares at me with kind eyes and sympathy. With her sitting just inches from me, I eye her up and down really admiring her look. Her cleavage exposed to me and her crossed legs showing me how thick her ass is from the sides. For the first time in a long time, I'm feeling something I haven't felt since I've awoken from my coma: Blue Balls!

I'm able to discreetly keep my erection hidden without drawing any attention. However, Emily clearly sees me eyeing her and enjoying the view.

"Oliver, you've been through so much pain and suffering. I can't imagine what you're feeling right now. I wish I could take away all the hurt that you're feeling and be able to guarantee that you'll be ok." She tells me this as she reaches over and grabs my hand. I feel like I might just explode in my pants! My dick hurts from the pressure of my legs keeping it tucked down!

"Thanks Emily. As much as this sucks, I like to look at the positive side of this and think that this is just a new adventure I'm about to begin. I'm a new man and this is a new beginning. So out with the old and in with the new."

Emily flashes a smile at me.

"I like that! That's a great way to think of this situation!"

Still holding onto my hand, she clears her throat and looks me in the eyes.

"So Oliver, about this new adventure....can I help you celebrate your newfound freedom?"

A bit confused, I ask her what she means.

She then stands up excitedly, and walks to the back of the airplane. She reaches into the mini crew closet and pulls out her overnight luggage. Inside of it, she reaches in and takes out a small pink bag.

I'm still a little confused as she makes her way back over to me and onto the couch.

"Open this for me sweetie?"

I grab the pink bag from Emily and unzip it. My eyes widen when I stare at the contents of the bag. A bottle of lotion, condoms, anal plug, lube, and perfume.

I'm speechless at first but I'm able to speak up.

"I'd love to celebrate my new freedom with you." tell her.

Emily shifts herself and sits onto my lap. She gets very close to my face and whispers,

"I knew you would. Now lets have some mile-high fun."

With that, our lips touch and lock.

We start slow at first until I feel Emily's tongue invade my mouth.